National School Prince Is A Girl

"it is good."

Be clever when you should.

Xiao Jiuye can always carry this principle to the end.

Qin Mo lowered his eyes and decided that what he had done would no longer be awkward. Like an adult who knew something, she not only helped Bo Jiu unzip it, but also took the hat off her pajamas Down.

It's because it's too close, you can always smell the sweet milk of this little tiger.

A child is a child.

When Qin Mo thought this way, he completely ignored the point that he was a child himself.

After unzipping like this.

Bo Jiu could go to the bathroom and take off the little tiger pajamas himself.

She was very serious when taking a bath.

By the way, I thought about it carefully. Did she recover the image in the mind of the little princess after today?

Summed up, it should be considered a success.

As Xiao Bojiu thought, he shoved some shampoo on his head, and the white foam that came out accidentally flowed into his eyes.

Rubbing hard with his small hands, he started to wash again, exactly what the masters did.

This method of washing was not seen by Master Qin Xiao, and if it was, it would definitely correct her.

After taking a bath, Bo Jiu looked even whiter, without letting go of the small keyboard in her hand, her hair was wet, her skin flicked, and a lock of silver was curled up, It's like a cat just pulled out of the water, but it's too late to clean the cat hair.

There are always kittens who want to dress up as little tigers. This is just a model.

Qin Mo glanced towards this side, and finally his eyes fell on the dripping hair.

This time the man didn't drill the blanket directly.

Qin Mo knows clearly why.

Yesterday it was because he spoke, she was afraid to disturb him, so she slept like that.

Thinking of this, all of Qin Mo's impatience today is news.

Obviously, the little tiger wouldn't wipe his hair. He pressed a towel and rubbed on his head.

He coughed from time to time, his mouth still hummed.

Qin Mo couldn't stand it anymore.

"come."

Hearing these two words, Bo Jiu couldn't understand it, and then walked over with a confused look.

Qin Mo didn't speak. He took the white towel and his temperament was cold.

It is very deterrent.

That's how children are.

Perhaps the words of adults, sometimes they may not listen.

But when you meet people of the same age, who are colder than you and cannot see through, you will listen subconsciously.

You have to know that Master Qin's aura has never been a joke.

In the military compound, no matter how much the bear children like to make trouble, they will subconsciously converge in front of him.

So those grandpas in the compound are called Qin Mo child king.

Of course, this can't be based solely on temperament.

There is a certain fist strength inside.

Qin Mo is not that kind of hands-on person.

Boy, this is normal.

It's just that he and Bo Jiu have different styles since childhood.

Bo Jiu hit the suit.

After he fought once, the coldness that radiated from the inside out made people dare not pierce.

This sentence comes from the voice of a bear child in a military compound.

It's just that Qin Mo never thought that one day he, the child king, would have to take care of a child.

And only after he took the towel did he think of it again.

The little tiger is taller than him. If he wants to wipe her head, must he stand on his feet?